Getting Lost

Little side trip today to the longest pedestrian suspension bridge in the world.  It was too hot a day to really enjoy, so I scurried back to the manoir as quick as I could.  Easier said than done.

I have an unsuppressable exploring instinct, so when I saw a sign for a covered bridge, I thought, ooooh, I'll go see that and see some off-the-beaten path sights.  Well, the bridge was well off the road in the middle of nowhere, so it wasn't a quaint old bridge that is still in use.  I just waved at it as I drove by.  Then I got lost for the first time today.  I started following the signs for Hatley, not realizing it's in the opposite direction of North Hatley.  I also discovered that many streets on the map that look like normal major streets are not, in fact.  They are, rather, unpaved country farming roads. 

So I returned to M.H. rather later than I might have liked, but still with plenty of time to take a dip in the lake, relax by the pool and visit with some of the other guests.  Today I met a gal there who is from Hartford, CT.  Imagine that!  Small world.

Lac Massawippi in North Hatley

I finally tore myself away from the pool and got in the car to drive to Sutton.  Here are some parting pictures.  Adieu! 

Garden terrace overlooking the lake

The library at M.H.

Getting lost became a regular habit on my way here.  But I guess that was to be expected.   Many are said to find Three Pines getting lost going other places.  And Sutton is my best guess of where Three Pines might be located.  However, no Bella Bella in sight.  Too bad.  I could use another swim. 

Tomorrow, I'm only driving on truly major roads, i.e. paved roads, no matter how indirect the route might be to my destination.